I realized today that the first step to saving the planet is to remember to bring your frickin' nylon shopping bags to the grocery store!

I found myself faced with a eco-conundrum.

Do I drive ALLLLL the way back home to retrieve my bags and then drive ALLLL the way back to the store? Not only would that waste time and gas, it would release more toxins into the air. Do I just grit my teeth, give in to the Bagger-Man and accept the plastic bags?

I decided to stay at the store and use the plastic bags. I know a place where I can recycle them, so I guess it's not all bad. But, it still sucks. I feel like I let the planet down. Sorry, Earth. I am a shmuck.

Note to self: To avoid shmuckification, leave nylon bags in truck at all times.

K.T. experienced her first automatic car wash today. It was a automatic cloth car wash. Weird. They had all these long blue strips of fabric that wish-washed against the car.

I told K.T. they were octopuses.

Speaking of K.T.. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, how things change!

I used to be able to put her on her back on the floor and she was pretty much guaranteed to stay there.

Not anymore.

Over the weekend, she learned how to flip from her back to her belly. Once on her belly she can push up onto her hands and knees and then up into a sitting position.

She can't crawl yet but she still can move herself around somehow. She uses a fall down/push up to sitting technique to inch herself around the room. It's amazing how far and how fast she can go.

Today, I put her down for a nap and went downstairs to clean some stuff up. I went to check on her five minutes later. I took a peek into her room. I looked at the crib and didn't see her! My heart skipped a beat and I rushed into the room. She had pushed herself into a sitting position and was in the corner of the crib playing with one of her stuffed animals. She looked up at me, binky in mouth, and smiled. She then proceeded to try and grab onto the crib railing. Was she going to try to pull herself up?

She didn't but, this display of skill jolted me into action and I moved the crib mattress down as far as it would go.

Earlier, when I tried to put the groceries away, she got herself up to sitting and started inching her way around the kitchen. Then I tried to do some laundry. I turned my back and she had made her way to the clothes pile and was putting dirty socks in her mouth.

My days are about to get a lot more hectic.